Provincetown

This is not a photo of Provincetown. This is Boston.

Getting closer to P-Town.

Mike the Bike, on the two-hour ferry.
For those of you unfamiliar with the shape of Massachusetts, it's a rectangle with an arm hanging off the lower right corner. That arm curls back up, and Cape Cod is inside. (Just look at a map, okay?) On the very tip of the arm is Provincetown, Mass. What a cool town. You can drive there, but from Boston, it's a long way and there's traffic if it's a nice weekend. You can fly there, too, or take a ferry. Being out on the water again felt great. I don't wish I were back living on cruise ships, but I often long for the feeling of being on the water.

P-Town is known for its gay population and is a popular destination for gay vacationers. It's a very pretty place, with the ocean or marshes all around and wood shingle houses with flowers in the gardens. Apparently in the summer it has more of a party feel, but in September it was calm.

This beach is, what would you say, 20 feet wide? And there's a lifeguard on duty! Maybe they have rip currents, but there weren't very many people in the water. Perhaps it's a volunteer lifeguard, just keeping an eye on things while he hangs onto his tan for a few more weeks.

I know I regularly request that you click on these photos to see the larger view, but if you do so with this one (above), you'll see herons in the grass, and a lighthouse in the distance.

It's great to get away from the city for a bit. I love Boston, but I also like that you don't have to travel far for a change of pace and scenery.